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Elvis, Mom and Me
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Elvis, Mom and Me |
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Earl Brinkman Senior Member
since 2010-03-03
Posts 1183Osaka, Japan |
Elvis, Mom and Me In the saddle of a blue eyed sagging couch Night passes on as we watch and eat and slouch Heat keeps pressing, pressing as fans labor on Fighting with folly with what the sun has spawned Blades spin in mad trance, yet summer will not retreat It will not sneak out the window nor be discreet Yet my mother`s eyes burn slowly and inconsumably Transfixed in perpetual passion unconditionally She stares at the t.v. mesmorized At `Rock and Roll` epitomized Elvis struts and throbs on the glossy screen Swiveling his hips, flashing his sneer, oh, what a scene Like a wild stag, he prances astray And chases girls, girls, girls come what may Mom may call him Elvis, she may call him the King But what is a name if a man can sing Carefree songs spring forth in ecstatic sound Satisfaction is comfort to be found And should the lyrics be pedestrian and null An enchanted voice will give them body and soul For Elvis wrote not his own songs, he was but a pimp Serving up such drivel as `A Song of a Shrimp` Elvis charms his way as the film passes along Be it stupid, it is full of joy and song As the movie draws to an end A son finishes knowing then That he must consider his mom a girl again For she is what she is no matter what she pretends |
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Misty Lilacs Senior Member
since 2005-11-15
Posts 1060White Birch Forest |
Loved this; especially the last line! Marti
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Earl, Your choice of font makes this very difficult to read. Pencil lead is usually black for a very good reason. Elvis was a very talented person. It’s a shame he got himself so messed up. Bobby |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
an interesting look at 'the king' -- love that third stanza...got a literal, unexpected "ouch" as I read it...good write...enjoyed |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Very well done, my friend...I enjoyed it All! j. |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Yes Earl that is quite a story about one of our greatest ever singers. yuo wrote it well It's not hard to see you and your mum are both Elvis Fans. An enjoyable poem. Lindsay |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
No doubt, the man had talent. It was just to bad he was "used" the way he was. I think it is always interesting to see our parents as human beings, especially our moms as young girls. Well written... and I agree with Bobby about the choice of color... it is somewhat difficult to read. Thanks for sharing. "We'll chase them like rats across the tundra." |
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Superwoman New Member
since 2010-07-08
Posts 9 |
This was great. |
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Lamar Cole Member
since 2009-05-01
Posts 274 |
Good poem. Elvis was very good at singing all different genres and styles of music. |
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